My Thursday Thus Far...
- wake up 5:30am
- enjoy silence
- start coffee
- take deep sigh
- pee
- eat zone bar
- drink coffee
- get dressed
- leave for run
- don't put on seat belt
- run red light
- get pulled over
- show expired copy of insurance
- dog-cuss husband for not giving me new insurance card
- put head on steering wheel
- start crying
- get mercy for red light and belt
- get ticket for insurance
- say thank you
- stop crying
- run 2 miles
- feel guilty for dog-cussing husband
- go home
- find new insurance card in husband's truck
- dog-cuss husband
- drink more coffee
- rub downy sheet on husband's boxers from yesterday (no clean ones...shhh...no telly)
- fold boxers neatly and place next to husband's clean socks while he's in shower
- do 100 celebration high fives with Ando for last day of school
- wave goodbye
- take deep sigh
- give sleepy Elliot mornin' squeezins
- feed Hello Max
- feel guilty for sending husband to work with "clean smelling" dirty underwear to cover my slacker butt
- call court clerk
- selfishly pray for more mercy
- blog
Not much else happening around here. Just a handful of law breaking, a pinch of manipulation, enough selfishness to force feed five people, and just enough potty words to leave a nice bitter-sweet taste in your mouth.
Just thought I'd share that recipe, in case you all wanted to try something new. Believe it or not, if I'm honest, I actually enjoy it.
That's all I have so far.
If any humility creeps up on me, I'll keep you posted.
10 comments:
I am SO sorry about that yuck! You know I've never believed in karma but, maybe that was some sort of punishment for falsely accusing my mom of being the Hitler of all Scott toilet paper. I am scared about what my punishment will be. That's what we get for having a tude.
Oh and by the way this really did make me LOL!!!! :) You are like a good sitcom charactor. I LOVE LOVE LOVE that we all know Matt wears dirty undies and he doesn't even know it. I am going to tell him his roses really smell like poo poo poo, and that he has poopie in his panties. No, I think I will actually never tell him. I will just say "mmmmm, you smell like downey" and wink at my Lutong.
How beautiful are the feet of him who...is real and accepts who she really is, embracing herself in all her humanity. I love you today!
I'm sorry you had a rotten day but you are crackin' me up!
Gosh, I just love you. You make me laugh and cry at the same time. And, that's hard to do.
Ditto to what everyone else said ... props to your authenticity. I love it.
I hate to see you STUCK in this day for over a week. At least that's what it feels like to us readers! Give us some hope that things are better than that fateful day...
We miss you. Have the boys tied you to a chair and decorated you with Christmas lights?
I haven't vanished. I'm keeping 3 extra kiddos this summer, and it's taking a bit for everyone to get fully adjusted. I've been a little mentally tired during my down time lately. Hopefully I'll be back in full swing soon.
Thanks for missing me though...I feel loved!
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